In the twilight's grasp, where shadows grow bold,
Beneath stormy skies, the tales of old told.
Relentless waves crash with a tempest's embrace,
As the roaring winds dance, wild in their race.
Through the echoes of night, a fierce heart ignites,
With a fiery spirit, unyielding in fights.
The heavens may tremble, and darkness may reign,
But within the soul stirs a fierce refrain.
Oceans of sorrow may swell with despair,
Yet each drop that falls is met with a dare.
To rise with the sun, from the depths of the sea,
For the spirit of courage will always be free.
When lightning strikes down, illuminating fears,
We gather our strength, we transform our tears.
In the heart of the storm, where the wild tempests lie,
Emerges a song that will never say die.
So let the winds blow, let the skies clash and roar,
For within the maelstrom, we shall always soar.
With a dramatic cadence, our voices unite,
Through the chaos and storms, we shall search for the light.
And as calm follows chaos, peace reigns evermore,
In the dance of our spirits, we rise and restore.
With every new dawn, let the anthem resound,
A testament fierce, where our hopes are unbound.
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Dramatic cadence, stormy skies, relentless waves, roaring winds, fiery spirit